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On this day, the 17th of March,
A star was born, a spark to march.
With each new year, you shine more bright,
A beacon glowing through the night.

The world around you, full of grace,
Reflects the kindness in your face.
With laughter, love, and dreams so bold,
A story of you yet to be told.

May this year bring joy and cheer,
And all the things you hold most dear.
Happy birthday, a day for you,
With hopes and dreams to all come true.

Here's to many more to share,
With love, adventures everywhere.
On this special day, we sing,
Happy birthday, let joy take wing!
You walked through life with strength and grace,
A shining light in every space
Your smile, a beacon in the dark,
Left an imprint, a lasting mark

Though time has taken you from here,
Your memory lingers, crystal clear
In every play of "Favoured Soul",
Your voice resounds like Madridistas shouting, "Goal"

Clement, though you are gone,
Your presence lives, it lingers on
In every laugh, in every tear,
You are still hear, forever near
In memory of Naabil Yinpang Clement, a friend lost to the icy hands of death. It's an honour to have him give his voice to one of my favourite poems, "Favoured Soul."
Just as stated in the piece, he may be gone but his voice still plays on and reminds us of him as on audiomack:
https://audiomack.com/wise-afun/song/favoured-soul?share-user-id=23331300
Meet me halfway let's stroll, my love
Let's lay at the flower gardens
Let's play by the river side
Let our eyes behold the beauty of the sun on the river surface
And how the river meets the clouds at a distance

Meet me halfway lets stay, my love
Let's hold as the cloud darkens
Let's cry when the tears can't hide
Let our eyes realise the sorrow in each other's face
And how much we are enduring the instance
The pain will go away and we will rejoice again
The dark cloud will fade and we will have a brighter day
With this hope in our hearts
With the believe intact
With the faith in God
We will overcome
Surely
We will overcome
To anyone in any kind of pain or problem
I saw the end before the end and it didn't end as intended
So I tried all I could but it still ended as it ended
We wished things will change for a better but fate had its way. A tribute to a brother.
I passed by a piece of land
It was covered with weeds
Aside the trees, it has nothing else my eyes wanted to see
The same land before now saw different farm tools dress it
Season after season
Year after year
It was dressed and clothed with different crops
Crops in rows and and made of different colours
But this piece of land has lost its beauty today
The tools won't work it again
The rains may come
The sun isn't out of job
But the tools have all gone to bed
Because the farmer has gone home to rest
A rest from all this earthly stress
Warmed up by the sun
Cooled down by the rain
Illuminated by the moon
Serenaded by the birds
Comforted by the breeze
Fed by the plants
Accompanied by the living
And reminded by the dead

Even if nothing else works
Looking at all these things
I know I'm so blessed
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